His facial expressions kept changing, which Tang Yue found quite novel. Even when he was being bullied by these guys, he didn't have so many expressions on his face. Only now did she feel a hint of life in him.

Tang Yue had been keeping a low profile, but now she wanted to tease this Chinese reporter. She transmitted her voice to him, "How was it? Are you satisfied with the lesson I taught them?"

The Chinese reporter reacted much like Kong Xiangwei had. He immediately looked around, but seeing no Chinese people, he became uneasy. His voice stammered, "You... are you a human or a ghost?"

Seemingly realizing his question was inappropriate, he quickly tried to smooth things over. "It's alright, it's alright. Whether it's a god, a human, or a ghost, it doesn't matter. Thank you for your help, really, I'm so grateful!"

It was you who ensured these people received the punishment they deserved.

Tang Yue didn't know how this Chinese reporter's mind worked, but he was quite quick to accept new things.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

The man immediately shook his head, "Don't be afraid! You are a good..." He didn't know whether to say a good person, a good ghost, or a good god. But he secretly wondered, if he was a ghost, why would a ghost from China drift to Russia?

"Are you often bullied by these people?"

The Chinese reporter bowed slightly. "Yes. It's been like this ever since I joined the newspaper."

"Are you a reporter?"

"Yes."

Tang Yue didn't understand. "Is Russia so great? Since you've been bullied all this time, why don't you go back to China? Don't tell me you're not Chinese."

The Chinese reporter was even more disheartened upon hearing this. "We can't go back. We can never go back."

Tang Yue didn't understand. "Explain clearly, why can't we go back? Are you also controlled by the Russians?"

The Chinese reporter was surprised by Tang Yue's question; this guy seemed to know quite a bit about ghosts and spirits, even knowing that many people had been detained by Russia. However, he shook his head, "Our situation is different; we fled here during wartime."

Because my father was an expert in the military industry, they accepted us at the time. They even changed our family's nationality.

The Chinese journalist grew increasingly frustrated as he spoke, “So it’s too difficult for us to leave Russia. We don’t even know if the people we used to know in China are still around, and there’s simply no way for us to contact China.”